Overlord: Mistress Rosemary

Chapter 1: Recordings

I stood and watched. One by one the floor guardians made themselves known. To be honest, I only liked aura and mare. Since they were the only ones worth my time, but I guess no one knew that.

"Momonga, I gotta deal with something. Contact me once sebas informs you of our situation." Once I had finished speaking I vanished with a flash of blue and white, before appearing inside my room.

I looked around the dull room, before locating my lock box. I pulled it out from under my bed before hoisting it onto the bed sheets. I opened the box and revealed 4 items. They were visual recordings (an item that allowed one to record what they see. It was good when framing another player in a guild) , the item I had used cost me an entire summers worth of jobs and under the table sales (drugs)  to buy. I had saved four recordings, each one held something dear to me.

I wouldn't be seeing my family anytime soon and I knew that. I needed to gain my bearings in this new world, but first I wanted to listen to on of the clips.

Click-static

"Play visual  recording, 2" my voice came out in a wavering tone. Everything was silent, my eyes wondering around the room before my mind went blank. The item took control and I found myself in a dream like state.

You see, this memory was recorded when I found some new players outside of our guild hall. Normally we would attack straight away, but our guild leader at the time. Touch me, helped them.

This was just one of the things I didn't want to forget, because of the simple fact that helping people would always be better then killing them. In the game at least.

[ERROR]

'What?' I thought. Why didn't the memory play? I asked myself, confused and rather mislead. Had the transaction between world's deleted the memories?

Screams-crunch

"The hell was that!" I shouted, and this was when I realised. This wasn't a place I wanted to be, but why? I looked around only to see the mangled figures of humans and non humans alike. Each one ripped apart or skinned.

I couldn't help but scream, when had this happened? There was an 18+ blocker on the servers. I couldn't help but watch a figure covered in blood walk though the blooded streets.

Every step they took seemed to make a once silent static crackling sound become louder, Screams of children mixing with the fucked up song. Soon enough all I could hear was the song and a mix of my own screaming.

Then I woke up.... or well stood up. I was inside my room once again, yet I felt hollow. No I felt numb? It was hard to tell, I quickly pulled over a mirror. Only to see a nightmare.

My once pure white face was now a slight shade darker, a black and red liquid leaking from my eyes. I looked like a elf, a truely demonic elf. I loved it.

My armour had changed along with my clothing, my armour was once pure white with red accents. But now it was just pure black with wisps of blue, which seemed to dance when the light hit them.

I wanted to check one last thing before I made my way to see Momonga. I held my hand in front of me, my once rosemary treasure had changed. The once beautiful rose had now grown thorns down the entire staff. It was twisted and dark, it was perfect.

I received a call from Momonga and I smiled. "Yes Momonga" I spoke with a soft tone, one that was not befitting of my stature. "Rosemary, we have a problem. Please meet me in the "mirror room" as touch me use to call it" His voice had hit deeper tones during puberty, but this new voice could work.

"Right away" I quickly ended the call, but then I realised. "How long have I been out?" I asked myself, i felt like a whole week had passed by. I'd have to ask once I got there. Quickly I held my hand up, before finding myself sitting down.

The so called mirror room, the place touch me had built so he could find new recruits I believe. Ah who cares they are no longer here. 

I smiled as Momonga looked over the mirror. "May I ask why you was quite for a week and why your appearance has changed" He asked while looking over a village. I only laughed before looking over to him.

"I felt like I needed to fit my role of mistress rosemary the cruel yet kind lady" I yelled with enthusiasm before coughing and returning back to my normal tone. "What's happening
so far?"

"A village is under attack not far from here. They appear to be the elf race, their sub race being wood or high elfs, it's hard to tell" he spoke with a tone of wisdom yet carried no concern what so ever.

"Interesting, may I have promisson to intervene, they may prove useful for my.... plans" a smile became clear as I started into the near hollow skull of momonga.

"You have my promisson for this rosemary, bring despair and terror with you name!"

(A/n)

(Hey guys! How you all enjoying the book so far. I'm gonna give you a little hint for the next chapter)

(*choas, pure choas!*)